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Clyde Hatchett, der verlorene Sohn von Glaton, ist endlich wieder zu Hause. Klar, er hat einen neuen Körper und ein neues Gesicht, also erkennt ihn niemand. Und eigentlich ist er auch nicht aus Glaton - er hat nur ein paar Monate dort verbracht. Aber es heißt ja, dass man dort zu Hause ist, wo die Liebe wohnt, und da Nadya in Glaton lebt... Moment, liebt Clyde Nadya wirklich? Das wird langsam kompliziert. Und dann sind da noch die Probleme, die Clyde hinterlassen hat und die während seiner Abwesenheit nicht weniger knifflig geworden sind.

Eine endlose Nacht, voll von hungrigen Schatten. Die gefährlichste Nacht des Jahres ist über Coggeshall hereingebrochen. Die Nacht der Unholde, wenn die Grenze zwischen Vuldranni und der Hölle am schwächsten ist. Und so kommt die Hölle zum Vorschein. Um die Nacht zu überleben, muss Montana sein gesamtes Lehen abriegeln und eilig gebaute Höhlenwohnungen in ein echtes, einladendes Zuhause für Tausende von Coggeshall-Bewohnern verwandeln. Die meisten von ihnen kennen und mögen sich nicht wirklich. Und alle haben unterschiedliche Vorstellungen davon, was in der Nacht der Unholde getan werden muss.

A Secret Service operative and dedicated survivalist, Special Agent Del Roosevelt had a plan for every world-ending scenario and regularly trained for them all. He was even ready for a date with the hottest woman in his office next Friday. At least he hoped so. But all that training, all those rations, all that prepping? Useless for the apocalypse that actually played out. Del wakes up half-buried in a giant trash pile, missing his thumbs. And, um, covered in red fur. He's stuck in a world of fuzzy monsters, senseless violence, and cult-like crusaders.

Clyde Hatchett's latest adventure finds him wrongfully imprisoned, accused of striking the princess herself. With a death sentence hanging over him and time running out, Clyde's only hope lies in completing a series of impossible quests. Because in Glaton, being innocent isn't enough to save your neck-especially when you owe people favors.

Clyde Hatchett and the rest of the Skull & Thrones better play their cards right - otherwise their newly formed guild will fall in a war with the Iron Silents, the overpowered immortals fond of spawn-camping and, well, anything that puts them ahead. So much for resting on laurels, huh?

Greg and Julian need to make a choice—die in the tornado that’s sucked them up in their van, or agree to hunt monsters in a world full of magic and levels and, oh yeah…monsters. The two frat bros may be master ghost hunters to their podcast listeners, but they never expected their antics to be taken seriously by a goddess in another dimension. And since when are ghosts the same as monsters? Awkward. But when the other option is certain death, it seems like it’s worth giving it the old college try.

The continued adventures and misadventures of Montana of Coggeshall.

Say hello to the new and improved Clyde Hatchett...who's only a level-four nothing. He's on a (seemingly never-ending) quest to get back to his life in Glaton. And now, all that stands in his way are the Empire-hating Carchedonians, a death cult, and a traitorous party member. Oh, and a mythical city that very probably doesn't exist.

Follow Clyde on his continuing adventures, as he gets back to Glaton - wait, he promised to visit the City of Darkness. Right. City of Darkness and then back to Glaton. Except...wait. What's wrong with the small coastal town of Furtaxo? Okay, first Furtaxo. If Clyde can get that mystery figured out, then he can move on to the next quest.

Clyde Hatchett has known he's had a corpse-king inside him, slowly trying to take over his body and raise an army of undead for a while now. And while that may seem like a rather, um, urgent matter to attend to, it's only now, after being forced out of Glaton by his best friends and then having to rescue someone's sister from a bad marriage, that he's actually in a place to deal with it. And he better deal with it quickly, since his entire left hand is starting to look like it belongs to the Crypt-Keeper.

Clyde Hatchett hadn't planned on running away to become a pirate - that's just what happened. Now he's on a seaside mission far from Glaton, desperate to find the only mage capable of freeing Clyde from the corpse-king taking over his body. Get ready for a nonstop joyride full of secrets, betrayal, loot - and mermaids.

Just yesterday, Ben was a petty criminal getting by on fleecing New York’s one-percenters. Today, he's got a new face, a new name, and a new world to navigate. And Ben’s thinking maybe this time around, he’ll use his skills at disarming and deceiving to help out people other than himself. Maybe. Watching a medieval City Guard fight off a 20-foot-tall ooze that crawled up from the sewers will make you think twice about life decisions.

Wie üblich ist Montana Coggeshall wild entschlossen, das Richtige zu tun, auch wenn das Richtige nicht gerade das Klügste ist. Also macht er sich auf den Weg, um die verderbten Ursus zu besiegen, eine Bedrohung, die so groß ist, dass sie die gesamte Welt von iNcarn8 zerstören könnte. Macht sich Montana auf den Weg, nachdem er monatelang für die kalten Wetterbedingungen trainiert, eine Armee zusammengestellt und mit seinen besten Helfern Strategien besprochen hat? Nicht wirklich.

Clyde Hatchett, Glaton's prodigal son, is finally home. Sure, he's got a whole new body and face, so nobody recognizes him. And technically he's not from Glaton—he's really only spent a few months there. But they say home is wherever your love resides, and since Nadya lives in Glaton . . . wait, does Clyde actually love Nadya? This is getting complicated. That, on top of all the problems Clyde left behind, which haven't gotten any less knotty while he was gone. The Senate is heating up, with numerous noble idiots vying for the throne.

Land-ho! Clyde and co. have finally—finally—made it to the City of Darkness. Which turns out to actually exist! One small problem though. Anyone and anything that sets foot on the island immediately disappears. Ceases to exist. Poof. To complete the quest, Clyde needs to figure out how to actually enter the city and steal the crown jewels . . . without getting stuck in the town forever. It's a foreboding, dark place (obviously), where corruption is rampant. And maybe worse: the game rules Clyde's gotten so good at bending to his will? They don't seem to apply.

Straight out of the West (or, you know, somewhere through a gloom portal), in a thunder of hooves (but they're kinda like giant turtle hooves, if you can picture it?), comes Montana Coggeshall, gun (sword) slinger. Sure, he's survived Fiends' Night and an all-out goblin war. But for his people in Coggeshall to truly be safe, Montana needs to go out and find the source of all these crazy attacks.

Well, he's the last elf standing. It's confusing not being human anymore. But being the only living member of the Biscuit's Union has its benefits. No need to take on shifts baking cookies, for one. No one telling Clyde what to do. No one.... You have been offered a quest by the Biscuit's Union: Rebuild the Guild. Reform the guild by having at least eight members in good standing by the end of one week.

"Has your life here been so difficult? You seem to fail upward at every opportunity." So says Careena, the hag teaching Clyde Hatchett how to use magic. It certainly doesn't feel like that to Clyde, who's still got a day job scraping mud (at least he hopes it's mud) out of monster pits. And yet, Clyde's found himself at the center of a massive conspiracy to kill the Emperor. He's the only one with proof that could save the man, and take down an entire network of corrupt nobles, evil slavers, and power-hungry despots.

Frisch wieder auferstanden. Weit weg von zu Hause. Ganz allein. Bis jetzt kannte Montanas Reise eigentlich nur eine Richtung: nach oben. Aber jetzt steht er wieder am Anfang: Er sitzt auf dem Gipfel eines Berges fest und hat nur die einfachste Ausrüstung, um zurück nach Coggeshall zu gelangen. Es wird ein laaaanger Spaziergang werden. Aber nicht langweilig.

He thought it was the end, and his gun sat ready to make sure. But an oddball offer from his last friend comes at the literal last second. Curiosity gets the best of him, and he finds himself sucked into iNcarn8, a game claiming to be a whole new life. Now, as Montana, the larger-than-life tank warrior, he has one more last time to get his life right.